Life is too long, and life is too short.
There's always someone coming, someone leaving.
Love is the thing that will last, at last.
You break her heart
into pieces, pieces to step on
with a hurt that never cures
but somehow it fades away
somewhere outthere
You touch his heart
with your silence, silent sorry
before he takes back nothing regret
as somewhat a bitter taste
kisses your face
You can't imagine how
hard we've tried to live
in the sun that burns out our love
You can't imagine how
lucky we are here
to resist everything we need
The end is near, At last it's near
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